One by one they all touch my wife’s pussy. One guy got a bit clever and tried to feel her tit which wasn’t in the bargain so I instantly crossed h...m off our fucking Angela list. I walk over to Angela and ask her to tell me the numbers of the guys she wants to fuck her. There were ten altogether and she quickly rhymes off the numbers. “Right,” I shout. “The lucky guys are numbers one, three, four, six, eight, seven, ten. The three remaining can watch.” I motion to number one for him to get. And Diane is FIRMLY hetero." You know what they say," I offered. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Maybe the sex will be just that much more satisfying when you have to wait for it."She grinned and was about to say something when we both heard the distant click of a lock opening and then rather loud voices arguing. Amber strained her ears for a few seconds and then exclaimed, "Ohmigod, it's my PARENTS!"Amber quickly moved off me, pulling her pussy off my cock with a wet squelch and then she. She watched as my shirt was pulled up over my head. I slipped my hands behind my back and unclipped my bra, slipping the straps off my shoulders and down my arms. She stood before me, watching, then inspecting my half naked body from where she stood.“My god, Annie! What a body you have. The jungle and mating with a****ls must have agreed with you.” She chuckled. I smiled. That made her nervous. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you, if I referred to something that I shouldn’t have.”I stepped up. We discussed the problem and concluded that we needed a well. Several of the towns nearby had used driven pipes to go deep enough to tap artesian water, and we wanted to do the same. The water from that deep was safe enough for direct consumption, so we wanted to go that route.Unfortunately, none of us knew how to do that, so we found a company that had been in that business and paid their shop a visit. We found the necessary equipment to drive in the pipe and a gracious plenty of pipe in.